night, but she was extra eager right now.
"The accounting office. Mr. Brinnon called him while I was in the office. He's expecting us. "
"Sounds good, let's go." Sloane whistled and waved for a cab. Three of them passed them by before one of them finally stopped.
"My head hurts," Candice complained once they were in the cab. "I say we get some lunch first."
"I agree." Sloane gave the cab driver directions to their favorite pizza place. Hopefully they'd be lucky and there wouldn't be any paparazzi there. Neither of them had mentioned what they were going to tell the press, but they couldn't avoid it much longer. Once the tabloids learned of what happened, there would be no stopping the rampant rumors.
"God, this is such a mess." Candice propped her elbows on her knees and dropped her head into her hands.
Sloane frowned. Please don't let Candice get discouraged, she silently prayed. Candice was the stronger of the two, and if she lost hope, Sloane would freak out. "We'll get through this, you said so, remember?" Sloane said, gently rubbing Candice's back.
"I know," she muttered.
"I'm scared, Candice." The fear had been present since firing Geraldine, and it was rampant now that their account had been drained and Mom was missing, but this was the first time Sloane had said it aloud.
Slowly, Candice lifted her head and looked at Sloane. "Me too."
Oh God! That is not what Sloane wanted to hear. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "Maybe we should just hire someone."
"We don't have the money to hire anyone, Sloane."
That was a foreign concept to Sloane. They'd never not had money before. Would she have to give up her apartment? Her cell phone? Would she have to sell her clothes and jewelry? How would they pay for the flights back and forth to their jobs? Surely they couldn't afford the private jet they were accustomed to traveling in. Sloane slumped back against the seat and stared out the window. Silent tears coursed down her face.
She had no idea what was going to happen to them, and not knowing was more terrifying than anything else in the world.
CHAPTER TEN
Twelve days had passed since Sloane and Candice's mother had skipped town with all their money and with Sloane's boyfriend. The lawyer had done exactly as he'd said and had all new papers filed so that Geraldine was no longer their manager; and their accountant had removed Geraldine from all their financial accounts. Not that it mattered because Geraldine had already bled them dry of everything. All the girls had left were their Centurion cards.
"Hello?" Candice said, pinching her cell phone between her ear and shoulder as she fumbled to put on her sandals.
"Miss Parker? This is Mr. Seton." He cleared his throat. "I think I've located your mother."
Candice froze with her shoe half on. "Hold on a sec." She put her finger over the speaker and shouted, "Sloane! Get in here. Now!" A moment later, Sloane came into the bedroom and gave Candice a dirty look.
"What's the matter?"
Removing her finger from the phone's mouth piece, Candice said, "Mr. Seton, I'm going to put you on speaker so that Sloane can hear this too." She pressed a button and the man's voice came through loud and clear.
"Good morning, ladies. I think I've located your mother. She's transferred all of your monies into several offshore accounts, that, unfortunately, we are unable to seize because they are not governed by the law of New York State. Plus, she
"The accounting office. Mr. Brinnon called him while I was in the office. He's expecting us. "
"Sounds good, let's go." Sloane whistled and waved for a cab. Three of them passed them by before one of them finally stopped.
"My head hurts," Candice complained once they were in the cab. "I say we get some lunch first."
"I agree." Sloane gave the cab driver directions to their favorite pizza place. Hopefully they'd be lucky and there wouldn't be any paparazzi there. Neither of them had mentioned what they were going to tell the press, but they couldn't avoid it much longer. Once the tabloids learned of what happened, there would be no stopping the rampant rumors.
"God, this is such a mess." Candice propped her elbows on her knees and dropped her head into her hands.
Sloane frowned. Please don't let Candice get discouraged, she silently prayed. Candice was the stronger of the two, and if she lost hope, Sloane would freak out. "We'll get through this, you said so, remember?" Sloane said, gently rubbing Candice's back.
"I know," she muttered.
"I'm scared, Candice." The fear had been present since firing Geraldine, and it was rampant now that their account had been drained and Mom was missing, but this was the first time Sloane had said it aloud.
Slowly, Candice lifted her head and looked at Sloane. "Me too."
Oh God! That is not what Sloane wanted to hear. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "Maybe we should just hire someone."
"We don't have the money to hire anyone, Sloane."
That was a foreign concept to Sloane. They'd never not had money before. Would she have to give up her apartment? Her cell phone? Would she have to sell her clothes and jewelry? How would they pay for the flights back and forth to their jobs? Surely they couldn't afford the private jet they were accustomed to traveling in. Sloane slumped back against the seat and stared out the window. Silent tears coursed down her face.
She had no idea what was going to happen to them, and not knowing was more terrifying than anything else in the world.
CHAPTER TEN
Twelve days had passed since Sloane and Candice's mother had skipped town with all their money and with Sloane's boyfriend. The lawyer had done exactly as he'd said and had all new papers filed so that Geraldine was no longer their manager; and their accountant had removed Geraldine from all their financial accounts. Not that it mattered because Geraldine had already bled them dry of everything. All the girls had left were their Centurion cards.
"Hello?" Candice said, pinching her cell phone between her ear and shoulder as she fumbled to put on her sandals.
"Miss Parker? This is Mr. Seton." He cleared his throat. "I think I've located your mother."
Candice froze with her shoe half on. "Hold on a sec." She put her finger over the speaker and shouted, "Sloane! Get in here. Now!" A moment later, Sloane came into the bedroom and gave Candice a dirty look.
"What's the matter?"
Removing her finger from the phone's mouth piece, Candice said, "Mr. Seton, I'm going to put you on speaker so that Sloane can hear this too." She pressed a button and the man's voice came through loud and clear.
"Good morning, ladies. I think I've located your mother. She's transferred all of your monies into several offshore accounts, that, unfortunately, we are unable to seize because they are not governed by the law of New York State. Plus, she
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